MTL - The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse - Chapter 54 The widow of the widow's mother (end)

Over ten years ago, a Bitcoin was priced at $0.008. Today, it is priced at nearly $100,000!It is a fantasy we've all played in our heads. What if we could go back with all the knowledge we have now and invest in some Bitcoins, perhaps in many Bitcoins?Well this is your chance to live that fantasy through Darren Steele, our MC who suffers a soul shattering betrayal in the hands of his girlfriend and her millionaire father.After a sudden death, he regresses ten years to the past with all his knowledge retained and with the Investor System to guide him.[Ding!][Weekly Quest: Make your first investment!]What! Darren can invest in Bitcoin?!Huh?! The price of one Bitcoin is only $0.08!Since he knows when Bitcoin is going to rise and when it will crash, does that mean he can avoid loss and only make PROFITS?!Indeed! With the Investor System, Darren Steele is going to build his way up the business world as a young investor. Bitcoin will make him a billionaire and he will defeat all his rivals and take down the companies of everyone who once treated him like trash!

Before her rebirth, she was abandoned by her parents, used, and ultimately killed by her manipulative, fake sister. After being reborn, she kicked all the trash to the curb and punished those who deserved it.Rumors spread online that Qin Sheng was being kept as a mistress?A group of computer geeks declared, “Let’s hack those keyboard warriors’ computers.”The top director asked, “Boss, have you finished writing the script?”A renowned medical expert said, “Sheng Sheng, our research institute is offering you a hundred million yuan. When can you come over?”A famous painter pleaded, “Sister Sheng, could you take me under your wing when you host your art exhibition?”The CEO of a billion-dollar company inquired, “Boss, when will you reveal your true identity?”Finally, a powerful figure pulled Qin Sheng into his arms, saying, “Sheng Sheng, I’ve transferred all my assets to you.”Netizens: ?? Is this world turning into a fantasy?She is a business prodigy, a computer genius, a legendary screenwriter, a celebrated painter, and a renowned doctor. Watch how she creates an era of prosperity and brilliance.(The male lead has a built-in talent for spotting fake people and spoils the female lead endlessly, with no limits!)

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Yeman Talisman was bullied by his classmates and framed by his best friend in his high school days. One night, an incident occurred, which he rescued his ex-girlfriend from a drug organization syndicate. Too bad with his bad luck he got killed, when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a different world? With a gaming-like system! Let’s find out what will happen to him in this world of fantasy. What if he finds out that his old classmates were the heroes of this new world and their leader was none other than his old best friend who framed him not only once, but twice?

They got summoned here through a magic circle unlike him!

What will happen when the system and magic clash?!!!

(Yeman made a promise to himself, that the next time their path cross, he will teach them true despair.)

Together with his pets, he will build his clan and rise to power!

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.